First time attending a Catholic Good Friday service.
First time watching "The Passion of the Christ."
First time swimming in the pond at Shirefeld.
First time registaring to be a vendor at a conferance.
First time getting ready to spend Easter away from home...
Lots of firsts this week, some big, some not so big. Lots of lasts coming up too... I leave Shirefeld and the Black Cat Inn next week to head back west. It's a weird transition period. I have so many people I've become good friends with here, and I'm very much attached to the family...
Home calls. My heart is irrevocably settled there. Family. Friends. Dreams. I have so many plans and I can hardly wait to get home to start them!
I'm still living here. I still have responsibilities to carry out, and goodbyes to see through. How I'm going to manage to say goodbye to the kids, I don't know.
And going home will be a new adjustment of it's own.
A new adventure...
The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
now far ahead the road has gone
and I must travel if I can.
Pursuing it with eager feet
until it joins some longer way.
Where many paths and errands meet -
And whither then? I cannot say.